our lives painted like murals through our scars forever shining bright like the stars that will scrape and bleed with the [bad word] ticking of clocks until one day the colors will fade taking with them the memory of your face cast iron walls cant keep me safe from my poisonous thoughts of you and the priests will not be able to remove this lump from my soul it tears and breaks every last forsaken part of me and now my love
i cant take back the dreams we shared, i wish i never called upon your name
i cant wait for the day i feel alive